Song Sichen ignored the slightly red ears and continued to sulk.
Just now, he felt that Jiang Sui had undergone a transformation, which was indeed just an illusion.
From beginning to end, she was indeed as unpleasant as ever.
Jiang Sui looked at Song Sichen from the side, frowning and wavering, and couldn't help but be amazed.
A man’s heart is as unfathomable as the sea.
Song Sichen is really moody. Maybe it's because his uncle has come. Tsk.
"Alright, alright, it's already late and you still have work to do tomorrow, so go to bed."
Jiang Sui complained while chasing people away.
"You're still in the mood to argue with me in the cold wind in the middle of the night. It looks like you're all right now."
It doesn't matter if she doesn't say anything.
After saying this, the wound on Song Sixen's body suddenly began to hurt slightly.
He pursed his lips so hard that a blush appeared on them, then he looked up at Jiang Sui and spoke coldly.
"You're not a child, who would argue with you?"
"Okay, okay, I'm just a kid, okay."
Jiang Sui was almost helpless and drove him into the house.
"Now that you're well, isn't it a bit unkind of you to continue occupying the bed?"
Song Sichen looked over with vigilance instantly.
Is this woman's next sentence going to be that she wants to sleep together?
He frowned and was about to tell Jiang Sui not to be wishful thinking, but Jiang Sui interrupted him.
"It's no longer a thing to favor boys over girls. Everyone in our family is equal, and we take turns sleeping on the bed."
Jiang Sui counted on her fingers and smiled faintly at Song Sichen.
"I've got it all in mind. I didn't fight with you for it because you were injured a few days ago."
"But you have to sleep on the floor for the next few days. That's settled."
Song Sichen: “…”
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